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I’m like a mothstruggling to become a caterpillar. It doesn’t happen that way, I knowbut I still must try to reversethe birth of someone whonever existed untilshe flew away. Now that I know how to fly,now that I see the … Continue reading
I don’t know what it is but it’s quite beautiful. A type of moth I think, disguised as a leaf.
“In quietness and confidence is your strength.” ~Isaiah
A moth flutters at the window, stops and flies off into the darkness. A fragile memory goes back to the stars. ©2015 Sharron R. McMillan Excerpt from “Grieving”